Patience Poems
It's still early days
by Peter Dr Lim
It's still early days
the seed has just been planted
it will take time
for the crop to be harvested.
It's still early days
the heart is on guard
contemplating, seeking
the right path to chart.
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I’ll Wait For You
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
I’ll wait for you
Until the moon turns to honey...
I’ll wait for you
If you lose all your money...
I’ll wait for you
When cheddar turns to blue cheese...
I’ll wait for you
Until the bees grow knees...
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For the love in waiting
by Mario Odekerken
A quiet ache lingers in the stillness,
a breath held between moments.
Time stretches, taut and trembling,
its edges blurred by longing.
The world moves,yet here it pauses,
each second heavy with absence.
In the waiting,there is a presence-
a shadow of what will come.
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"The mountain that moves in silence."
by Dylan Wu Rong
When the world turned, none knew...
As the soil part ways here,
met half way there, none knew...
Hands joined, wrapped in each others embrace,
whispering their sorrows to each other, none knew...
As the fallen flower grew into a magnificent tree,
under the shade of the foliage they stood,
when the leaves rustled, they never knew...
As the streams turned the corner,
as they split- one to fall, one to flow, they never knew...
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sail raised
by Liam Doran
Uncertain... I'm aboard the boat... my sail up.
I'm brightened by the fleeting gusts of wind
that leave quicker than they came.
Moving me about a painstakingly uneventful broad circle periodically
nudged by resolute bodies of ice.
Confused. I feel that Tommy understands.
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It's still early days
by Peter Dr Lim
It's still early days
the seed has just been planted
it will take time
for the crop to be harvested.
It's still early days
the heart is on guard
contemplating, seeking
the right path to chart.
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106. I Love You More Than Life
by Kea Campbell
Your smile makes me blush in my dreams. Your smile is the reason I dream. At nights I dream of your smile.
You make loving hard. Loving you is the easiest thing in the world. You make loving anyone else impossible.
Your touch is all I think about. Your touch makes me never want to quit thinking. And when I'm not thinking of your touch, I'm dreaming of your smile.
Your eyes gloss over my body, polishing every inch. You accept every inch. You love every inch.
My eyes are blessed by your sight. My glance hugs your waist. Resting on your collar bone, wrapping around your waist, holding your hips, brushing your thighs.
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Waiting 02
by Mario Odekerken
The clock ticks on in patient rhyme,
a whisper in the halls of time.
I sit with hope upon my chest,
a silent guest,an anxious guest.
The world moves past with hurried feet,
while O remain in this still seat.
Each breath a bridge to what's not here,
each second loud,then disappears.
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Waiting
by Mario Odekerken
The chair holds the shape of a body
long after it's empty.
Light shifts across the floor,
too slow to matter.
A clock ticks,
not as a guide,
but as a reminder
that time continues without consent.
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101. Run With Me
by Kea Campbell
Will you sit in in the dim, sleeplessness with me, with our circadian rhythms in sync?
As the warm-toned lamp paints behind printed stories— coated blonde on cream.
Tired yet upright, side by side, until we start to dream. Then hand in hand, wrapped from behind, bound in comfort and security.
Together, could we gaze upon every set that the sun will stream?
Where we dissolve into merely breaths and heartbeats.
From the gravel or grass or dirt beneath our feet, to the tallest skyscraper roof in any city.
Will you rise to each dawn's break and wake endlessly next to me?
So in sync, wirelessly, effortlessly, naturally.
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